"You're not inconveniencing me in particular. I don't see anyone else around either do I do guess it's no problem. Err... Sana Mori! Nice to meet you!" She waved at Deneb with a friendly smile, chuckling to reassure him.

A young girl aimlessly wandering through the streets of the city would be passing by about a block down. Hearing all the commotion she would naturally direct her attention towards this 'steely beast'. "A... Train? I don't feel like I should be seeing that above ground. Not here at least. Time to investigate!" With a peppy hop, she shifted right behind a building corner, pulling out her trusty camera and zooming in to watch the scene. Much to her disappointment though, there wasn't really any action attached to the strange occurrence, not yet at least. "No fights breaking out? Seriously? You'd think in Tokyo these days, flashing lasers and all that would be flying! Man..."

As she observes the metal train's operator, she tilts her head, narrowing her eyes a little. <i>Can this bumbling thing really be the one controlling that massive train? I guess you can't judge a book by its cover.</i> She starts walking towards the train, with a wary and slow pace just Incase the situation becomes dangerous. She seems totally unarmed however, so she wouldn't be able to detention herself even if it did.

A young woman with long, silver hair would be stepping through the streets, looking all too out of place for somewhere as decrepit and dusty as the area she found herself in. She'd trot along the sidewalk, looking like a cartoon detective sneaking through the areas, despite the fact that her mannerisms attracted more attention than if she were just walking around normally. Occasionally she lifted a camera from around her neck, scanning around the area. &quot;Nothing noteworthy here. Man, what the hell... here I was hoping I'd see something exciting but instead it's just trashy houses. Not even a bad cat burglar to get the blood pumping.&quot; Suddenly she took notice of the large, surprisingly cleanly and presentable building just sitting in the middle of an area that looked like a plague had just strolled on by. <i>Well this looks out of place... was this even here before? Gym. Not even a name or anything?</i> She steps through the doors, tilting her head at the surroundings before her. <i>I guess it looks normal. Maybe I could get some work done here. Better time than any to work on those self defense skills!</i>

At the questioning of her fighting stance, she'd widen her eyes, her face a bright red with embarrassment. Suddenly she started cycling through every scoffing sound she could think of. &quot;Pbff. Tch. Kssh. Heh. Kah. Noooo! It's definitely not Jiu Jitsu. But if you're letting me have the first move, you'll see soon enough!&quot; Accompanied by a pitiful squeak of fury, she threw out a fairly substantial kick towards the bug woman, though it was telegraphed so much one could go watch a whole uncut movie with director commentary and come back with enough time to react.

&quot;Superpowered fighters? Just where are you from anyways? I'm self taught of course! If I create my own unique techniques, the opponent would never be able to find out what I'm up to, haha!&quot; Sana seemed way too full of herself for the situation at hand, though something about the way she presented herself seemed pretty self aware in that regard. &quot;Wait a second, you did say you control bugs... with a superpower? That's crazy cool! How'd you get 'em? Fell in toxic waste? Experimentation? A curse from the gods?!&quot;

&quot;So wait... if everyone here has some sort of superhuman power... does that make <b>me</b> the weird one?! I... I need a moment to process this.&quot; Sana puts a hand to her chin, her eyes darting around as if her mind was processing at a kilometer a minute, before finally a hair on her head darted upwards as if reacting to the sudden epiphany she had just concocted. &quot;Then that just means I'll need to be smarter! Maybe I should start working with engineering to compensate. O-Or use some weird anti-super fighting style!&quot;

The girl raises her hands, as if taken aback by the insect person. <i>I asked for exciting but I'm not sure this is what I was hoping for... beggars can't be choosers I guess.</i> &quot;I am in fact looking for training, yes! Ah, Sana Mori, reporter in training! Nice to meet you! To be honest though I thought this was a normal gym. You know... without the fighting. I can do Aikido though! Watch! <b>HEE-YAH!</b>&quot; She struck a stance that was very obviously more related to Jiu Jitsu more than Aikido, only further signaling how unprepared and surprisingly normal she was. &quot;Umm... feel free not to answer if you're not comfortable, but can I ask why you look like an insect? I know cosplay is kind of big but usually I don't see people in funny outfits outside of say, Harajuku. I suppose we're not <b>that</b> far but still! It's a little disconcerting actually, I didn't think I had entomophobia but suddenly I'm starting to question that.&quot; She briefly meets gaze with Wakui, raising a brow. <i>Is he checking me out? Gross...</i> <spoiler>HP: 10, Weakness: Most forms of physical and/or elemental damage, Name: Sana Mori, Skills: N/A</spoiler>

It wouldn't take much effort to throw the poor silver-headed girl right off her balance, toppling to the floor after having herself countered harder than she ever had in her life. She quickly picks herself off the floor rolling her shoulders and wincing a little. &quot;It works against the convenience store thieves... I suppose that's not a very high bar to be setting though. Truth be told I haven't been in many fights, hahahah!&quot; She rubs the back of her neck, trying to laugh off just how awkward the situation was for her. Quickly though, she was able to redirect her attention to a different subject. &quot;Say, you said that your armor is made of spider silk right? How'd you do that? Where'd you get it from? Can I get a picture?&quot; The sudden bombardment of questions could easily prove overwhelming, especially with how frantically Sana was moving to try and get a look at every inch of the armor.

&quot;Your grandmother must've said a lot of stuff, mister. And yeah, kid you should probably go see a doctor or something, you'd be surprised the kind of stuff modern medicine can cure, take my word for it!&quot; She does some sort of weird peace sign gesture and strikes what was probably a cool pose in her mind, but she really just looks like a moron. &quot;Normals are not fun to mess with! Especially this normal, she happens to dislike the messing!&quot; Sana puffs her cheeks out and crosses her arms, grumbling under her breath. &quot;If powers are common enough for almost if not everyone in this room to have one then I should be able to get one too, right?&quot; 'Persona.' It was a word she'd heard tossed around a couple times. But where? An upper classman may have mentioned it. <i>But that's just a normal word right? Like the facets of someone's personality. That's not a power!</i>